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The book should be available now so this is the last snippet. The Heretic – Snippet 42 At least so Abel thought.  For suddenly, just as the last of the mopping up had seemed to be accomplished, there came a … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 41 2 With a shout, the Blaskoye emerged en masse from the buildings and ran across the small fence that demarcated the village boundary.  Most were on dontback.  They charged into the open field and, at … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 40 Abel looked at her a moment, shook his head.  “Where is your husband? What does he have to say about this?” “He’s with me,” answered Flem Stopes, the miller, cracking the faintest of smiles.  “And … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 39 Part Three: The Woman 1 “It was a massed attack, as you might expect from that lot,” said Joab.  “But the occupation has been disciplined.  That’s what bothers me.”  They rode along the winding road … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 38 Abel stood up, and Eisenach, as well, as if he were the one about to be dismissed — which he was. Abel spit on his hand. “Ten wagons to return with me tomorrow? I’ll meet … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 37 This is complete nonsense of course, Center said. There is no room.  There are no barrels. The Blaskoye are careful to cover their tracks, which is one of the reasons we are here. Let Abel … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 36 But of course he had a tongue, and could use it. Then something dark appeared on Latrobe’s robe, in the place where his legs met under them.  Something dark and wet.  And the Silent Brothers … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 35 5 Are they even men? Abel wondered. They are human beings. I don’t know whether to feel disgust or fear. Feel pity. Pity for worms?

The Heretic – Snippet 34 And got hold of it.  The disk.  The host. And, with the hermit screaming bloody murder, Abel pulled the disk out.  He clenched his palm, holding it there.  “Got it,” he said.  “By the Lady’s … Continue reading →

The Heretic – Snippet 33 “Brother, what has happened to you?  Why are you here?” “My retreat,” he said. “Prelate ordered me to take one.  A long one.  So I did.”